Chapter Two: The Decision
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".."- spoken
'..'- thought
The baby announced its presence with a resounding wail.
"It's a girl," the doctor said.
"Bardock, quick! Scan for her power level." the King roared.
Bardock did as he was told and turned his scouter on. The reading on the meter quickly reached 100.
………………...200
……………….300
……………… and finally stopped at 400. Bardock let out a gasp.
"Well, What is it?" King Vegeta snapped. Bardock gulped. With the king's temper, he might be heading on a one way trip to that big battleground in the sky.
"Umm, well… she appears to have… umm." Bardock stuttered.
"Spit it out! Now!" the said angrily. Patience was not one of his virtues.
"a power level of 400." He mumbled incoherently.
"Speak louder, you baka!" a clearly pissed King yelled.
"She has a power level of 400." Bardock said with a flinch.
"It can't be"(sound familiar?) the king whispered. He grabbed a scouter. He turned it on. He watched in amazement as the number rose to 400. 'It's impossible.' He thought. His own son, the prince, had a power level of 500. And this lowly half-breed was 100 away from being Prince Vegeta's equal.
The doctor, a pudgy green blob of an alien, moved his arm suddenly. The baby's tail was wrapped around his wrist. The quick movement caused her tail to be pulled. The child cried angrily from the pain.
King Vegeta's jaw dropped when the brat's ki rose, closing the gap from 100 to 50. He decided immediately the child had to die. The Saiyian King silently pulled a dagger from the folds of his clothing. He chuckled softly to himself about how smart he had been for bringing a weapon in case of emergencies.
"Doctor, lay the young one on the table on the table."
The doctor did as he was told. Hadara looked up, her brown eyes reflecting the fear she felt for her daughter.
"What…what are you going to do sir…I mean your highness." The mother said in an extremely shaky voice.
"I intended to kill her," the king replied in an even, emotionless voice. The blade of the dagger gleamed wickedly in the light.
